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Wow okay. I complained about Christmas and then left lol. Typical.
Our internet expired very early last month because my sister, the genius, decided to play her Pandora Christmas station for three days and use it up even before the 20th.
Speaking of that, our electricity went out very early that morning and stayed out for about eighteen hours. It was a grand time. And my sister, the genius's, birthday.
Mema fell that night. Not because no electricity. Just because she fell. We still aren't sure why. The next day we had to take her to the ER and go get my other grandmother from the train station and then I had two grandmothers and my other sister's kids and Christmas and hating everyone and movies and no internet and yeah.
Such is life.
In all that chaos, I did manage to write two Yuletide stories. The first time I've ever participated. I'm glad I did.
Intermediate Interpersonal Relations which is about Shirley and Britta's friendship in Community.
and.
Bar Humbug which is about Faye from Questionable Content being Faye at Christmas.
I also wrote Diamonds on Playing Cards which is basically a Clint/Natasha missing scene for avengersfest. I really like how that turned out.
Especially since I started it several times and one of those restarts gave me my current Clint/Coulson apartment AU that I currently have open so I can get to 10K some time very soon.
I don't know when that will be since I'm also writing a Teen Wolf-shaped thing for eilan.
The only thing that's missing is my Clint/Natasha exchange fic, and that's because the name's haven't been revealed.
Oh! And all the tiny things I wrote for random
fandom_stockings.
Let's see. Other news. I've watched Bourne Legacy and Pitch Perfect more times in the past few days than is probably healthy, but what are you gonna do?
I don't make resolutions, those aren't my thing. I also don't really make goals. The fewer goals I set out to achieve, the more I actually get around to doing things and thus surpassing what would have been a goal anyway.
2013 isn't really going to be the year that I get my shit together anyway. It's an odd number, my birthday is going to land me at an age that is numerically displeasing to me, and I don't feel the needs to start changing myself. On further inspection, I never feel that need. So. Yeah.
I am going to find a job because, well job. That's the only thing that NEEDS to happen. ALL CAPS. NEEDS.
I think I'll coast along until 2014 and see how well I do with this year. I didn't do so bad last year. I mean, I didn't have a job except to take care of Mema which is harder work than I'm used to, but it wasn't anything spectacular.
2014 is going to be an even year and I'll be a multiple of five-years old. That's scary.
I think the only thing I'll wish for 2013 is that I'm not always as lonely as I was last year.
And now, back to writing things so I can get these WIPs cleaned out already.
Also posted at Dreamwidth. Comment wherever.
Our internet expired very early last month because my sister, the genius, decided to play her Pandora Christmas station for three days and use it up even before the 20th.
Speaking of that, our electricity went out very early that morning and stayed out for about eighteen hours. It was a grand time. And my sister, the genius's, birthday.
Mema fell that night. Not because no electricity. Just because she fell. We still aren't sure why. The next day we had to take her to the ER and go get my other grandmother from the train station and then I had two grandmothers and my other sister's kids and Christmas and hating everyone and movies and no internet and yeah.
Such is life.
In all that chaos, I did manage to write two Yuletide stories. The first time I've ever participated. I'm glad I did.
Intermediate Interpersonal Relations which is about Shirley and Britta's friendship in Community.
and.
Bar Humbug which is about Faye from Questionable Content being Faye at Christmas.
I also wrote Diamonds on Playing Cards which is basically a Clint/Natasha missing scene for avengersfest. I really like how that turned out.
Especially since I started it several times and one of those restarts gave me my current Clint/Coulson apartment AU that I currently have open so I can get to 10K some time very soon.
I don't know when that will be since I'm also writing a Teen Wolf-shaped thing for eilan.
The only thing that's missing is my Clint/Natasha exchange fic, and that's because the name's haven't been revealed.
Oh! And all the tiny things I wrote for random
fandom_stockings.
Let's see. Other news. I've watched Bourne Legacy and Pitch Perfect more times in the past few days than is probably healthy, but what are you gonna do?
I don't make resolutions, those aren't my thing. I also don't really make goals. The fewer goals I set out to achieve, the more I actually get around to doing things and thus surpassing what would have been a goal anyway.
2013 isn't really going to be the year that I get my shit together anyway. It's an odd number, my birthday is going to land me at an age that is numerically displeasing to me, and I don't feel the needs to start changing myself. On further inspection, I never feel that need. So. Yeah.
I am going to find a job because, well job. That's the only thing that NEEDS to happen. ALL CAPS. NEEDS.
I think I'll coast along until 2014 and see how well I do with this year. I didn't do so bad last year. I mean, I didn't have a job except to take care of Mema which is harder work than I'm used to, but it wasn't anything spectacular.
2014 is going to be an even year and I'll be a multiple of five-years old. That's scary.
I think the only thing I'll wish for 2013 is that I'm not always as lonely as I was last year.
And now, back to writing things so I can get these WIPs cleaned out already.
Also posted at Dreamwidth. Comment wherever.